448 rilK BATTLE OF INKERMAN. CHAT. The grouud here, as elsewhere ou Mount Inker- ■___ man, was strewn with dead and wounded Rus- ith Peiiod. siaus. From some of these last there came cries and moans which were piteous to hear. Some found means to cry out for ' the hospital,' some for ' water,' some only for pity. Men appealed in their agonies to a common faith, and invoked the name of her who must be dear — so they fondly imagined — to all the Churches of Christ. There was one of these wounded Eussians who crawled to the side of Lord Raglan, imploring for a draught of water. Lord Raglan — with his own liand — with his one kindly hand — made haste to raise the man's head, supporting him tenderly in a sitting posture, and asked, whilst he did so, for ineans to quench the sufferer's tliirst ; but he asked in vain. No officer near had a flask which had not been drained. Water, water, a drink of cold water, was more than the chief could grant in this, his hour of victory. VIL f{(!treatof All this while, the great train of artillery which brought up SoimonoflF had brought up from Sebastopol was topoi. ' falling back grievously shattered to make for the Karabel Faubourg ; * and — although with less than sixty men — an effort to break in upon its line of retreat was boldly, yet sagaciously made. The enterprise did not originate with troops
- This portion of the enemy's artillery coinpriBed 88 guns, of
which 22 were heiivy guns of position.
